(Show—Transportation on Trans-Atlantic Blimp.)
At John’s surprise, Catherine offers plaintive explanation:
(Insert) “In two weeks I am going abroad as a sort of memorial to Jackie—to help mother the war orphans over there.”
John studies her coldly, taps forefinger on desk as replies:
(Insert) “Another of your trick trips! Well, Europe is not far these days. A radiogram, a quick flight home and better luck with your suit-for-absolute next time—perhaps.”
Catherine affects sadness at his suspicion. Droops toward him over desk with reproachful, luring smile. Seems about to weep. Feels for ’kerchief. Drops eyelids. Is able to read Dolores’ envelope. Picks it up. Studies it. Sneers:
(Insert) “What a heart you have for wayward girls! Is this a love letter or a dun?”
Ends interview with steady stare of suspicion at Holt, who stands nervously beside a window.
When Catherine has gone, John settles his own wonder on subject.
(Show in Dolores’ handwriting—“Soon a rosebud will open its petals to the world. I may not stay to care for it. I depend on you.”)